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The Quiet Things	By : KuroSakura Category: Final Fantasy VII > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1190 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: The Quiet Things
By: KuroSakura-chan/KuroSakura
Summary: What started as an enjoyable outing with friends ended much, much worse than anyone expected.
Category: Final Fantasy VII
Genre: Horror
Warnings: Horror
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII.
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-Weiss-
“Oh, please, after that little show at the school? Honey, I may be a slut, but I do have standards; standards you no longer meet.” Tifa brushed a few stray strands of her knee-length brown hair over her shoulder before crossing her arms over her impressive chest. “What the hell were you thinking, anyway?”
Weiss rolled his eyes. “You sound like Elena.”
Tifa snorted. “She may not be much to look at-”
“Or fuck.” Weiss cut in.
“-but she's a helluva lot smarter than you. And she is certainly too good for you. Maybe you should grow up and treat her with some respect, since she's still with you.” Tifa turned on her heel and started down the hallway to the lounge. “Oh, and Honey? You aren't much of a fuck, either.” With that, she was gone.
“Bitch.” Weiss growled under his breath. He glanced around the darkened hallway, but found nothing interesting, as all the rooms here were unoccupied, which is why he had had Tifa meet him here. But since the slut was going to keep her legs closed, at least to him, he had nothing to do for at least an hour, since Elena was probably still spitting mad. Aerith's panties were locked tighter than a vault, and he had no intention of testing Valentine again in under 24 hours, although it would suit the bastard if his bitch of a sister got drunk and “fell” into his bed.
Not that Weiss was certain he really wanted that, either. He rubbed just over his ribs, remembering how easily Valentine had crushed two of them and snapped his arm. For being a walking twig, the fucker was really fucking strong. There was no guarantee that he wouldn't decide to jump Weiss again over Yuffie, even if it was consensual. Not that he would have the element of surprise like he had with Nero, but Weiss would rather avoid pissing off the group, at least until they were back on the airship headed for Midgar.
Nero would be with Valentine, and Zack with Aerith or the group, so there would be no male companionship for Weiss, since he'd rather die than try to befriend Sephiroth, the effeminate swordsman. Even if the man didn't look like a woman with muscles, he seemed preoccupied with watching Valentine, and Weiss was not into spending his night doing that. This whole trip had been a bad idea. Still, night had fallen, and even though Nibelheim was a small town, it might have...women who were willing to trade sex for money. If nothing else, a walk around town would kill some time.
Weiss walked out of the hallway and took the stairs two at a time. He ignored the spurts of laughter from the doorway leading to the bar, just as he ignored the concierge on duty as he walked outside. The air was chillier than he liked, as Nibelheim was situated at the base of a mountain range. He did not really want to climb that fucking thing, but that was the point of the trip, and he was not going to allow himself to be left behind.
He trudged down the main street, fists shoved in his jean pockets. This place was kind of eeirey. All of the stores were closed, and no lights were on in the houses. Didn't people live here? It was barely 7, and it looked like it was 2 in the morning, only the sun had not fully set yet. He walked a full circuit of the town, not finding the women he was looking for. Looked like he would have to grovel until Elena forgave him if he wanted sex tonight. He sighed, and turned to head back to the hotel.
He passed an alleyway, and paused in the mouth of it as he heard rustling. There was a throaty giggle from in the alley, and Weiss turned, his interest aroused. Some prostitutes worked hard to be sultry and seductive, to keep themselves in business. There was another giggle, and the sound of cloth rubbing together as the woman crept closer. With a grin, Weiss turned a strode confidently into the alley, certain he'd found what he was looking for. The giggle sounded one more time before Weiss realized he couldn't see. Then the giggle turned into maniacal laughter, sounding all around him. Was that...children?
A/N: By request of my precious Avina, you must wait to find out what happens next. R&R, thanks!
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